Page 68 of Demon's Desire
Nico had never had a breeding kink, but he found himself reveling in pumping Onyx full of his seed, never happier that fucking immortals meant no need for condoms.
He dropped forward and buried his face in Onyx’s sweaty neck, panting and sucking in deep lungfuls of Onyx’s sweet scent.
Nico pressed a kiss to the soft hair behind Onyx’s ear.
“Was I good?” Onyx whispered.
Nico’s heart skipped. “So good. My perfect little butterfly.”
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ONYX
My perfect little butterfly.If Onyx hadn’t already melted into goo, he would have after hearing those words. Why couldn’t every moment be as blissful as this one?
He clung to the feeling, and still, it slipped away.
As Onyx’s pleasure faded, the sting in his thoroughly spanked ass healing, fear crept in, turning his fire cold.
This was too much. He’d shown Nico way too much. Said too much. Fucking felt too much.
Was Nico his mate? His pulse quickened. He wished he’d never even entertained the question. If it turned out Nico wasn’t, Onyx wouldn’t be able to handle it.
That was why he never wanted a mate, but the seed had been planted and had already begun to grow.
Nico stirred on top of him. “What’s wrong? You’re tense again.”
Onyx should deny it. He couldn’t. It would be better to get away. “Let me up.”
“Yeah, all right.” Nico pulled away and his cock slipped free.
Onyx clenched around nothing, fighting an irrational urge to cry. He couldn’t bring himself to stand.
Nico’s hand came to rest on Onyx’s lower back, above his tail. “Let’s shower. I’ll clean you up.”
Onyx didn’t move. He didn’t want to figure out what came next. “You don’t have to clean me.”
“You want my cum dripping out of you forever, dirty boy?” Nico taunted.
“Maybe.” Onyx suppressed a smile as some of his pleasure came rushing back.
Thank fuck Nico knew when to give him a break from sincerity. If he’d said he would take care of Onyx, Onyx might have lost it.
Nico pulled him off the couch and spun him around.
It was impossible to meet Nico’s gaze, so Onyx focused on the dark hair covering Nico’s chest. He should return his damn horns and tail to tattoos. If his blushing had seemed out of control in his human form, it had nothing on his demon form.
Dante and Ash probably assumed he hid his horns and tail because his lack of pigment was irregular. That wasn’t it at all. The translucent blue skin wouldn’t be a big deal if it weren’t for the flushing. Even Onyx’s forehead and cheeks turning lavender would have been fine if it were always like that when he had his horns out.
But no, the color only showed when Onyx’s fire burned. Like his eyes, but much more sensitive to any incremental change in his mood. And unlike his eyes, it was near impossible to control.
It wasn’t fair that he had to walk around like a neon sign broadcasting when he was upset, or had a crush, or was lying, or feeling anything other than neutral boredom. It made it so much harder to pretend he didn’t care.
“Take a shower with me.” Nico’s hands roamed Onyx’sbody like he couldn’t help touching him, and it went some way to soothing him.
“Fine. If you’re going to keep asking.” Onyx still couldn’t look at Nico, his insides twisting.
Humiliation increased his pleasure in the heat of the moment, but now Onyx wanted to crawl out of his stupid translucent skin.
